Ozpin's Short Story: Pokemon Trainer

Ten days has passed by since then and Ash-well, he was gradually making progress, learning through his mistakes and mixing in some of the lessons he had learned through meditation into his daily routine. Patience was the key to his improvement because his aura couldn’t properly flow through his body under a lot of stress, he finally realizes that. Rather than forcing his aura, he approached the matter with a cool head, reducing the stress and taking deep breaths whenever he felt frustrated.
"Alright, once more," the Pokémon Trainer mumbled aloud after successfully channeling some of his aura into the sphere moments ago. He was sitting cross-legged staring intently at the sphere in front of him with his face drenched in sweat, strongly implying that he’s been going at it for several hours without a break.
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Anyway, it seems like everything was coming along smoothly as schedule, except for a few minor issues that needed to be resolve.
"Are you still positive we should rest our hands in one boy, Ozpin?" The new voice appeared to originate from a matured man, who sounded very skeptical about the incredibility he heard from his fellow headmaster about the teen. "What if, he isn’t the Aura Guardian we’d been searching for?"
Ozpin averted his gaze briefly away from the screen and glances forward at a faded black haired, middle-aged man with a strip of silver metal above his right eyebrow, who stood before him with a deep frown on his face. He was cleanly dressed in a white overcoat, with a gray undercoat, alongside a red tie, and a white glove on his right hand. Near his right foot was a distinguished pink egg with a black "mask" pattern on it, encased securely inside a cylinder-shaped, glass container, which had a yellow lid, a pillow-like blanket at the bottom on which the egg sits, and a small round red and white sphere on